I hate when restaurants try to force single-ply napkins down my throat. What the fuck am I supposed to do with TWO single-ply fucking napkins? (Apparently times are tough at Judi’s Deli [I mean they moved from a real-live restaurant in Beverly Hills to an old Beverly-Hills-adjacent ATM vestibule.]) They might as well just set a roll of toilet paper out on the counter…

I hate when restaurants try to force single-ply napkins down my throat. What the fuck am I supposed to do with TWO single-ply fucking napkins? (Apparently times are tough at Judi’s Deli [I mean they moved from a real-live restaurant in Beverly Hills to an old Beverly-Hills-adjacent ATM vestibule.]) They might as well just set a roll of toilet paper out on the counter…